Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

Jixianju.

"Shin Chan, Shin Chan."

A messenger was shouting throughout the room that the prince would meet with a group of people every now and then, and there were no rules to follow, so these messengers were needed to run errands for him.

Among the group of people we're supposed to meet today is someone named Xin Zan, but we can't find him anywhere.

Where is Xin Zan?

"I do not know."

Neither of the two messengers could find Xin Zan, which shows how difficult it was to find him.

Does anyone know where Xin Zan is?

Left with no other option, the messenger could only ask the people inside Jixianju.

Did he take his son out?

Someone thought for a moment and then said.

"He's with his son?"

The messenger was a little dumbfounded. Wait, why did you bring your son? We're going to see the prince soon, are you taking your son with you?

"Yes, he moved in with his son the day he moved in. They have a deep father-son bond. To save some money for his son, he often took his son to do odd jobs."

The messenger fell silent. Well, how to put it? He was a good father; there was no way to put it.

"How old is his son again?"

"Six or seven years old, he didn't look very old anyway." (Note: Xin Qiji's father, Xin Wenyu, had unknown birth and death dates, but Xin Qiji was born in 1140. It is now 1116, so his father should still be a child.)

"That's true, after all, he's just a child, it wouldn't be reasonable for him to be separated from his father."

The messenger didn't ask where the child's mother was. Since the father had brought the child, either the mother was at home taking care of things and couldn't leave, or she was gone. In either case, it wasn't appropriate for him to ask.

"Xin Zan! Hurry up! They're calling you!"

At this moment, someone finally found Xin Zan in the kitchen of Jixianju. Sure enough, the guy was helping out in the kitchen, and he had his son with him.

"Who called me?"

Xin Zan was busy chopping food like a cook, while Xin Wenyu squatted to the side, handing things to his father.

"Oh dear, Brother Xin, what are you still doing here? Hurry, the Prince is calling you, come quickly."

"Did the prince call me?"

Xin Zanqiedun stopped, somewhat incredulous.

"Yes, hurry up!"

The person who came picked Xin Wenyu up and then said to Xin Zan.

"You go quickly, I'll look after your son for you!"

"Alright, alright, then I'll trouble you, senior."

Xin Zan quickly wiped his hands, then scooped a ladle of water from a basin and washed his face thoroughly before speaking to Xin Wenyu.

"Wenyu, be good and play with your uncle. Dad will be right back."

"Father, don't worry! The Prince is such a good person; with your talent, you'll definitely be chosen!"

Although Xin Wenyu is a child, he is surprisingly mature and very sensible, encouraging his father.

"Wenyu, if Dad succeeds, our lives will be much better from now on."

Xin Zan patted his son's head. To be honest, he felt bad for taking his son out and making him suffer so much.

"Dad! You'd better behave yourself!"

Xin Wenyu gave his father a hug, then watched him leave. After taking a few steps, Xin Zan suddenly stopped.

Then he turned around, rushed over, and hugged Xin Wenyu tightly.

"Son, come with me to see the Prince!"

Xin Zan seemed to have made a very big decision.

"Dad? I'm going too?"

Xin Wenyu was somewhat surprised. Wasn't it only Dad who was supposed to go?

"Yes, let's go together, father and son! I can't leave you here waiting alone!"

Xin Zan said that since his son had been with him all this time, he couldn't let him be left behind this time!

"father!"

"son!"

"father!"

The father and son embraced tightly, a touching scene, but the messenger who came upon hearing the commotion found it all rather awkward.

"Xin Zan, what are you two doing? You're just going to the palace to see the prince, it's not like it's a matter of life and death, is it really that big of a deal?"

"Alright, let the father and son go together. The prince is kind-hearted and won't say anything."

After the group gathered, they boarded the carriage together. A coachman drove them, and a patrol guard escorted them.

Xin Wenyu leaned against the car window, looking at the people and things outside with great curiosity, because this was the first time he had been able to leisurely observe these things since arriving in Bianjing.

"Wenyu, if Dad doesn't succeed this time, shall we go back to our hometown?"

Seeing his son's appearance, Xin Zan felt a pang of heartache.

"Father, wherever you go, I will go."

Although Xin Wenyu was distracted by what was outside the car window, he still responded immediately to his father's words.

"it is good!"

The others in the carriage also felt that the father and son had a hard time. Although Jixianju provided food, it was based on the number of people and their talents. Xin Zan was currently just an ordinary recruit at Jixianju and couldn't provide food for his son.

Fortunately, they encountered only kind people, and Jixianju was indeed well-off, so they gave Xin Zan plenty of food to share with his son. Others would sometimes bring Xin Wenyu some snacks. But money was a problem, so Xin Zan could only take Xin Wenyu to help out in the kitchen. They couldn't let Xin Wenyu keep wearing old clothes; they had to save up to buy him some new ones!

As for the things given to him by others, Xin Zan would always have Xin Wenyu remember which uncle gave them to him, so that he could repay them when he had money!

The group quickly arrived at the palace. Everyone waited in a side hall. The messenger called out names one by one. Before his name was called, Xin Zan took Xin Wenyu's hand and stood at the very edge.

"Father, this palace is so beautiful."

Hsin Wen-yu said he had never seen such a beautiful place.

"This used to be the imperial palace of the Song Dynasty. The prince is temporarily staying here now. Wenyu, look at that..."

Since he had nothing better to do, Xin Zan simply picked up Xin Wenyu and pointed out the buildings in the palace to him, explaining some knowledge to him. Xin Wenyu listened very attentively, his eyes revealing a thoughtful look.

"Shin-chan, it's your turn."

After waiting for a while, it was finally his turn. Xin Zan put his son down, straightened his clothes, and after confirming that everything was in order, he led his son into the main hall.

"This humble citizen, Xin Zan, and his son, Xin Wenyu, greet Your Highness."

After speaking, Xin Zan bowed to Ren Yuan, while Xin Wenyu, who was younger than him, bowed in unison with his father.

Looking at the two figures, one big and one small, Ren Yuan was momentarily stunned, recalling a movie he had seen in his previous life, in which Hong Xiguan and Hong Wending looked just like this.

"You are Xin Zan. If I remember correctly, you passed the imperial examination."

Ren Yuan looked at Xin Zan's information while quickly recalling it in his mind.

"Yes, Your Highness, I passed the exam, ranking twenty-seventh in the second class."

Ren Yuan raised an eyebrow. Wow, 27th in the second division, that's the top 30 in the whole country! Not bad.

"Is this your son? What did you say his name was?"

Ren Yuan looked at the child again; he could see some of the heroic spirit of a military general in the child.

"My son, Xin Wenyu."

Xin Wenyu, that's it.

Your name is Xin Zan, your son's name is Xin Wenyu, then your grandson...

"Xin Zan, you'll have a wonderful grandson..."